So I stopped by the T-Mobile store in San Mucus (er, Marcos :) ) with my brother OJ to look at some phone options for me, as my Dash is quickly becoming the next possible next victim of my revolver's ballistic fury. While in there I had no issues. Even the manager came up to me and said that he apologized for the line and it should just be a moment, shook my hand and didn't even mention a thing. Beautiful.
Later on at 8:40 or so, I went to Walmart to try and pick up some ammo and spray paint. The ammo counter was PATHETIC! I can't believe how much ammunition is NOT there! FUDGE!
While at the counter and contemplating how Obama has really messed up my shooting plans, two guys came over and asked me about open carry. I conversed with them about it and handed out some of my business cards to them and they seemed very excited about it. Score one for the good guys!
After that I went over to the paint counter for my spray paint and the paint guy asked me about why I was carrying. I explained that I open carried and he said "Gee, I wish a few people were doing that up there in Oakland." WOW! Actual support! I gave him one of my business cards so he could check it out further.
Now I am not sure about this, but after checking out and leaving the store, I did pass one of those lame rent-a-cop cruiser vehicles with its lame lights blinking all over. Not sure if it was for me or he was just trying to look cool but he ended up parking in the middle of the parking lot, lights blinking and possibly filling out paperwork.
A good day. A good day indeed.